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Updated: June 26, 2025
When they found I'd busted the bank, they looked kind of blue, and Dimp Perkins said it was a skin game, and I was a bunco steerer." "What did you say to that?" Donald inquired. "Oh, I just said it was all for religion, it was church money, and it was all right.
Three shots crashed out in one report, and with a roar that would have done credit to the monarch of the African wilderness, this king of the western forest fell down and died. He was a full-grown tiger with a beautifully marked skin, which Bunco was not long in stripping from the carcass, while the Spaniard, who was highly delighted by this success, set about preparing breakfast.
That's the philosophy of the bunco business; country people from the same neighborhood are sure to run up against each other the first time they come to New York. I put out my hand, and I said, 'Isn't this Mr. Dryfoos from Moffitt? He didn't seem to have any use for my hand; he let me keep it, and he squared those old lips of his till his imperial stuck straight out.
Either he meant what it appeared incredible that he could mean, or there was confusion somewhere. 'Take my advice, my friend, and don't try to come the bunco- steerer over me, I'm a bit in that line myself, you know. This time the score was mine, he was puzzled. 'I know not what you talk of. 'In that case, we're equal, I know not what you talk of either.
"I know you'll do your best for me," he said, with tears in his eyes. "Make Lucas see this thing right. Don't let any fool detectives bunco him into refusing to pay the ransom. Put it to him as strongly as you can, that it will be either my life or the money. I have ordered him to pay it, and I want it paid." Melissy nodded. "I'll tell him how it is, Mr. West. I know it will be all right.
But he still insisted that he didn't propose to let the consolidated Todds and Wards of Smyrna bunco him into taking the position, and said that he should attend the next meeting of the Ancients and resign.
"Larry," said Will Osten, "did you remember to put the fresh meat in the canoe this morning?" "Och! morther," cried the Irishman, starting up with a look of desperate annoyance on his expressive face; "sure I've wint an' forgot it! It's hangin' at this minit on the branch where I putt it last night for fear o' the tigers bad luck to them!" "Ho, ho!" ejaculated Bunco, "paradise am gone a'ready!"
Thus doubly assured, Larry sighed deeply as he collected the shining metal into the bag, and stood eyeing it disconsolately. At this point Bunco chuckled. "Worse luck to it," cried Larry, starting and tossing the bag violently into the stream, where it sank and vanished for ever.
"Well, dat be all same only a litil bit more ogly," retorted Bunco, with a grin, "an' me no want to lose sight ob Doctor Os'n here: me come for to show him how to go troo de forest."
There was a slight touch of humour in the grave stern countenance of the stranger as he replied in a language which was quite unintelligible to Will and Larry, but which appeared to create wonderful sensations in the breast of Bunco, who for some minutes continued to talk with much volubility and eagerness. "You appear to be old friends?" said Will, inquiringly, to the stranger.
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